What if I can’t?
What if you can?
What if I fail?
What if you succeed?
What if I am hurt?
What if you are healed?
Why are you always so down,
Filled with gloom and doom?
A spirit expecting the worst,
Things will turn out bad you assume.
Your life’s been hard in the past,
But the past lives in yesterday.
This moment right now is new.
Dark lenses bind you as a castaway.
I wish positivity for your heart and mind,
Life is filled with more light than you see.
But you have to seek it to find it,
Hope can set you free…
Sent from my iPhone
Foul spirit of negativity,
Bearer of frustration and strife.
You are not welcome in my presence,
Not wanted in my life.
You try your best to bait me,
Ripping me from my place of peace.
Nullifying the sun’s glow upon my spirit,
Seeking my surrender and defeat.
I inadvertently humor you at times,
The stench of your canine breath hidden.
Seeing only the sheep’s clothing,
Exposing my soul, to simply get bitten.
You enter into the people I know,
Generating exchanges, conflict-laden.
And I fall prey to, and cooperate with your efforts,
To cause joy’s dehydration.
It takes me a moment to call you a spade,
To ask God to watch over my tongue.
To pray I’ll be slow to anger and offend,
But once you’re made, you’re soon overcome.
As I endure your invasion, until you’re overcome.
I could choose to focus on,
Those things which bring me down.
Those things which drain me of joyful smiles,
Replacing them with Eeyore frowns.
There are many problems and stresses,
From which I may easily select.
Hindrances of my making,
Or those for which I’m beset.
While I recognize I must give problems their due,
I fight their persistent efforts.
To distort this canvas where I stake claim,
Life’s challenging enough without lending power to oppressors!
Many blows have come my direction,
Paving the way for ones more perverse.
I just continue to speak my mantra,
It can ALWAYS be worse!!!!
On the wall
Thanks for taking time
To reflect me at all
I once looked inside you
Only to find
That the me I needed to see
Was past the glass, just behind
The superficial reflection
I saw once before
Has life and depth now
And leaves much to explore
I can look at the things
I wish weren’t there to see
And think to myself
“Everyday, God’s working on me”
Mirror mirror on the wall
Looking glass of truth
I can finally say with confidence
It’s really nice to meet you